Chapter 650 \"Black Rope\" Sword Soul
clang--! !
The figures of Tsukasa Samukawa and Haruki Amamiya retreated at the same time, and they retreated to the edge of the gradually extinguishing fire.
Han Chuansi's brows were tightly furrowed, he was about to do something when a figure in a black and red floral bathrobe appeared in the rain behind him like a ghost.
The two straight knives whizzed through the air and slashed towards the neck at an astonishing speed.
[Black Rope] Blocked behind him like lightning, but the power contained in the two straight knives was too strong, directly chopped Han Chuansi's whole body upside down, and he only felt that a speeding truck hit him head-on , His arms were numb from the shock!
Why is this guy so powerful?
Han Chuansi looked at Lin Qiye, who was holding two knives, and thought of this idea in his mind for an instant. The next moment, the ground under his feet exploded, and several thick branches burst out like tentacles, wrapping around his body in the blink of an eye, like A cross is fixed in the air.
Han Chuansi's pupils suddenly shrank!
What are these things?
A branch bursting from the ground, a new Futsu knife?
Before he could figure it out, standing on the back of Lin Qiye in the rain, a large number of bandages were loosened, and two mounted missiles emitting silver light hung in the air, pointing directly at Si Hanchuan who was fixed in the air by the ancient tree demon. , A dazzling flame spewed out from the tail!
Whizzing--! !
The two missiles broke through the air and rushed directly to Sihan Chuansi's face!
In an instant, a huge black shadow appeared in front of Han Chuansi!
boom--! ! !
The two missiles exploded at the same time, and the fiery fireball spread rapidly in mid-air, covering all the buildings below. It was like a scorching sun rising in the dark night of Osaka, and a heat wave swept across countless high-rise buildings.
Haruki Amamiya melted into the rain and emerged in the distance. If he continued to stand in his original position, the power of the two missile explosions would also affect him.
He looked up at the sky, frowning slightly.
I saw that the branch that originally wrapped around Han Chuansi had been cut off, and in the raging fire, a 100-meter-high black stone statue was quietly suspended in the air, holding a huge black blade in both hands, with arms wrapped around it, The blade stands on the chest, like a stone statue guarding an ancient secret for thousands of years.
It was this stone statue that resisted the frontal bombardment of two missiles for Han Chuansi.
"The Soul of Sword of [Black Rope]..." Haruki Amamiya muttered to himself.
This is the first time he has seen the sword soul of [Black Rope]. It is different from the other Fujin swords he has seen. The sword soul of this knife does not look like a living thing, but it exudes terrifying power fluctuation.
Lin Qiye also looked at the stone statue, frowning and thinking about something.
The black stone statue gradually turned into a phantom and faded away. Suzukawa, who escaped from the dead, completely lost his fighting spirit. Haruki Amamiya already gave him a headache. Now there is another one with amazing frontal combat power, and he can also fire missiles at will. And Lin Qiye, who controls the plants, he can't be the opponent at all.
But he didn't understand, how did Amamiya Haruki get mixed up with Asaba Nanaya?
Han Chuansi stomped his feet on the side of the building, and leaped nimbly into the chaotic gang battlefield. He quickly rode on a motorcycle without the key, twisted the handlebar, and rode in the deafening buzzing sound. The motorcycle is galloping towards the center of the city!
As long as he ran to a crowded place, Nanaya Asaba would not dare to use weapons of mass destruction like missiles, and his chances of escaping here would be greatly increased.
When Amamiya Haruki saw that Han Chuanji was going to escape by bicycle, he frowned, his body melted into the rain, and quickly chased after him!
The motorcycle sped across the street, rushed past the blockade of vehicles placed on the road by the Black Killing Team like lightning, and plunged headlong into the darkness in the distance under the dazzling headlights!
"Um?"
The moment Han Chuansi passed by Shen Qingzhu's side, the latter raised his eyebrows slightly, and he looked back, his eyes fell on Han Chuansi who was running on the bike, his eyes narrowed slightly.
He casually opened the car door beside him, took out a sniper rifle from under the seat, inserted a bullet, and slowly raised the muzzle of the gun in the rain...
Shen Qingzhu spit out the smoke from his mouth, put his eyes on the scope, and after a while, pulled the trigger!
boom--! !
The bullets flashed coldly, burst out from the pitch-black muzzle, passed through the rain in the blink of an eye, and directly exploded the fuel tank of the motorcycle!
A ball of fire erupted at the end of the dark road!
After the motorcycle exploded, the terrifying kinetic energy generated directly sent Han Chuansi flying, and the burning flames passed over his body, burning a large area of skin. After rolling twice on the ground, he fell into the rain in embarrassment.
"The team leader is awesome!!"
"Leader Sai Gao!!!"
"..."
This shot directly stunned the other members of the black killing team. They were stunned for a moment, then cheered like crazy, and the admiration and admiration in their eyes almost overflowed when they looked at Shen Qingzhu!
Good marksmanship!
Haruki Amamiya witnessed this shot with his own eyes, and couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart.
The intruders from Daxia have different skills!
Taking advantage of Suzuki's serious injury, Haruki Amamiya emerged from the rain. Suzuki was about to bear the pain to draw a knife, but he was kicked to the wrist, and directly kicked [Black Rope] out of his hand!
Han Chuansi suffered from pain and struggled to get up from the ground. The next moment, a figure quietly appeared behind him, with a straight knife on his neck.
Lin Qiye held the knife, the blade was about to cut his neck by an inch, and said calmly:
"At this distance, even if you push the sword soul, he will not be able to save you in time."
Feeling the pain from his neck, Han Chuansi gritted his teeth tightly, and after struggling with his eyes for a moment, he gave up resistance.
"What's your condition?" Si Hanchuan asked in a cold voice, "Are you giving up hunting down Yuri Heizhe's daughter? I can promise that the entire Hanchuan family will never have any contact with her again..."
Amamiya Haruki and Lin Qiye looked at each other, and the former asked:
"How did you know about Wang Xue?"
Hearing this question, Han Chuansi was taken aback, he hesitated and said: "If I tell you, can you let me go?"
Yugong Qinghui frowned, but Lin Qiye nodded before answering: "Yes."
Han Chuansi breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's a secret letter from the old Patriarch... The previous Patriarch Suzukawa, that is, my grandfather, sent me a letter, which described the royal blood of Yuli Heizhe and the recent killing of Yuri Heizhe in Osaka. The news, let me mobilize people to recover the king's blood and find the whereabouts of his Fujin knife."
"Your grandfather?" Amamiya Haruki frowned even tighter, "Hanchuan Jiji is a generation of people, if he is still alive, he should be a hundred years old, right?"
